Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

“Ouch, my back hurts so bad.”

Heart-wrenching scenes from last night suddenly flashed through her mind as she mumbled.

She widened her eyes upon recalling the night she had.

Something must have happened yesterday night. Did I have a wet dream?

It doesn’t feel like a dream though.

She sat up in bed and soon noticed that her entire body was covered in bruises. Her face paled instantaneously.

No way… How could a dream leave bruises on my body?

Could it be that Evan visited me in my dreams and did naughty things to me?

Did I just spend the night with a spirit?

Man, this is insane…

Her heart started to beat erratically. She hesitated for a while before putting on her nightgown, hurrying over to the dressing table to check herself out. She noticed that a couple of visible hickeys were left on her neck under close scrutiny.

Is this really Evan’s doing?

Her heart pounded.

She herself found it unbelievable. What more would other people have to say about it?

They would most certainly think that she was a promiscuous woman.

mind, she quickly dressed

would be wise to keep the hickeys that had

gobbled down some breakfast before rushing to Lane

last night’s events as she sat in her office. Although she only had fragments of what actually transpired last night, she was certain that

you gone crazy from missing

Why am I covered in hickeys

world is

night she had, her assistant

again? I refuse to

he has something important to

could be

needed to

didn’t know what Levant was getting at, beating around the bush like that. “I don’t have time for this. Ask

went off to convey her

wasn’t surprised by Nicole’s harshness. He simply smiled. “Tell her this is a very important

why don’t you call her yourself? I’m afraid Ms. Lane will still refuse to

his phone

without hesitation when she saw the caller

get through to her.

phone out of annoyance after

you like

What are you talking about?”

like to

I really don’t have time for this.

not joking around here. Your biological